LONG LIVE THE MEGA-POST!
You should be able to view it again, but Masako had to shut off the comments at…
3821.
She had to delete one spam comment to get it viewable again (link).
Please, let’s hear a big round of applause for all of you who posted in the Mega-Post and kept it alive for a year and four months. Please use this comment thread to post your fondest memories of the post with the most…
the Mega-Post.
I don’t trim our hedge with all sorts of things, Nxxx.
And I’ve got several shed-fulls of stuff that never quite gets round to mowing the lawn either.
Maybe I should have said “nonce quieters” – things to make nonces quiet.
Just a thought. And: page jump!
Closing in on 6K.
And the missus is closing in on the UK.
Not for a few weeks yet. Your valuables are safe.
Nxx, I suggest you upload your valuables to iCloud.
I’d like to upload my ‘valuables’ to iCloud, but I can’t afford that much storage.
. . .
No, honest.
Honest?
On this board?
Forty till 6000, so
excuse me
while
I stack.
Not there, Ace, over there.
What are you stacking?
Does you union rep know that you’re doing this?
Oops. Should’ve been “your”.
My proofreader took the night off.
Cousins,
My Darling Wife arrives in London on Wednesday morning your time. If you feel a strange disturbance in the force (and the British equivalent thereof), that’s why.
Also, if the weather is bad, it’s another sign she has arrived (not that you’d be able to tell the difference, from what I’ve been told).
Good luck.
Gracious. Has this been here the whole time? With all these stacks about, it’s hard to tell where anything is.
I suppose the fact that I haven’t been here in several years could have some effect on the unfamiliarity.
Steve,
Would arrange a reception for the misses but need to be in the Town Hall Council Chamber for most of the day, as it is the warmest place in Croydon and I’m in training.
Steve, I’m sure our Mayor of London would be delighted to meet and greet Mrs G at the airport. And then give her the grand tour, as it were. He’s quite adept at that sort of thing.
Just phone town hall and say there’s a lone, slightly bemused female incoming, in need of some hospitality. I’m sure he’ll limo it straight there.
Beware Steve.
Boris, the Mayor, is likely to turn up on a bicycle and the wife could be confined to the handlebars.
You have made some decent points there. I checked
on the internet for more info about the issue and found most individuals will go along with your views
on this website.
Well, Cousins, the missus and her party arrived safely today. Albeit rather late, thanks to the general incompetence of USAir, who will be rewarded by allowing to merge with American Airlines (I think).
They’re to Stonehenge tomorrow. So if the stones get knocked over, it’s likely her fault.
Don’t worry Steve, the Stones are fenced off from the hoi polloi like me, you have to be the Pope or something similar, to actually touch them nowadays.
Believe they are the remains of a badly demolished shopping mall on the outskirts of Amesbury.
Something on the order of 23 more comments will bring us to the next millennial milestone. I suppose a party is in order. Potluck?
And how come nobody said hello to Rip? Have we lost all our veneer of sociablility?
Saying, “Hello Rip.”, could be taken as an invitation..
That’s okay. I was looking for a veneer of mahogany, anyway.
Okay then, I’ll bring mahogany to the potluck.
I’ve had invitations. They’ve mostly been from folks who intend me to send gifts ahead and then RSVP that I’m otherwise engaged.
I tend to take up more than my fair share of mahogany at the potluck.
Does a potluck involve smoking?
A friend of mine lost his job because he failed a mandatory drug test. He threw his own farewell party. It was a potluck. (True Story)
Cousins,
The missus’ contribution to British economic growth is coming to an end on Tuesday. She will be departing early in the day.
I hope y’all survived. (Sorry, but I do not know the correct British slang for “you all” and “y’all” just sounds so nice some times.)
I did say hello to Rip . . . but my post seems to have been eaten.
Has Del unleashed some kind of post-gobbling critter to save us from the impending Millennial Cataclysm?
If so, could they have a nibble at Resdermatrol and his ilk.
Mmmmm, ilk.
How about ‘I hope you and your ilk survived’, Steve?
Ah, Del. Where is the cunning wench when we need her most? Sometimes I think that all the escapades with Del and her recombinant constructs were just part of a dream. Or a nightmare.
Is there going to be ilk available at the potluck or do we have to bring our own ilk from home. I’m never certain of the proper protocol.
Rip,
Is “ilk” misspelt “elk”?
If so will start negotiations with London Zoological Gardens immediately.
I have a couple of gallons of chocolate ilk in the cooler. No elk however.
I think ilk eat elk, Ace. So that might be your problem right there.
Do ilk eat elk, or do they drink elk milk through silk? I don’t have my own ilk, so I never really wondered. It seems like ilk drinking elk milk would want to hear Lawrence Welk.
Or watch former Kentucky basketball player Tony Delk.
The person who posts the 6000th comment here at the Giga-Post wil receive a lifetime supply of those itty bitty cocktail umbrellas. Cocktails not included.
That sounds wonderful. My ilk hate when their cocktails get wet.
Great! ‘Cos it rains all the livelong time over here in Blighty.
And I’m a Borrower.
Oh dear! Although it is cold, we’ve had snow but no rain. No elks either.
No sense crying over spilt ilk when you have a tiny umbrella…
All of our ilks are wet, here. It is the time for umbrellas.
Hurrah! Huzzah! And similar cries of restrained delight.
Congrats and umbrellitas to Rip!
Hmm, interesting how Rip returned from retirement just in time to nab the 6000th like a thoroughbred race horse, while we stalwarts were plodding like plowhorses. There’s a lesson to be learned somewhere from something…
I claim no skill points. I was cleaning up my bookmarks and happened upon The Tera-Post is Dead. I was surprised to see the thread still active. According to my precise calculations, in the past 56 years I’ve actually used 3 little umbrellas. A lifetime supply shouldn’t exceed two. I’m willing to accept an IOU.
If we got you another little umbrella as a prize, that might do you then, Rip.
Over here we’d call that a ‘coffin umbrella’.
I’m surprisingly optimistic most of the time. Just not here.
I prefer pessimism. I’m always either proven right or pleasantly surprised.